Vixenhay stared at his leaving mother.
No! Why... why does my father loves another cat? Why does she have to leave? What does it mean, by her fate? Horrible thought exploded in his head like TNT.
"Come on. Let's leave!" He heard the new deputy, Owlshine yowl. Staring at his brother, Stargazer and his father for a while, he trudged angrily after the new deputy. He was hauling Wingstar onto his broad shoulders, and was walking ahead, his gaze blank.
Of course, he thought. Starstrike and Lightningstripe are his friends while they're apprentices, and now they had broken up.They pushed through the thick bracken and into the SwiftClan camp. Hearing the soft footsteps, the clan cats turned to see at their direction.
"What happened?"
"Is that Wingstar?"
"No!"Surprised cries and mummers echoed through the clan camp. Owlshine quickly set down Wingstar and stepped backwards, letting Ivyclaw to finish the report.
"The traitor Starstrike led the fox into clan territory and it killed Wingstar. Daggerjaw tried to kill the fox and Starstrike, but she killed him, and lied that it is Daggerjaw who led the fox." He glanced at Owlshine, who looked really nervous. "Owlshine is the new deputy," he announced.
The tension quickly evaporated, to a murmuring of 'congratulations' and several shouts of 'Owlshine! Owlshine!'. However, Owlshine hushed them with a sweep of his tail.
"It is not a time of celebrity. As the new deputy, I command you to bury Daggerjaw and heal Wingstar." Icefire and Yarrowpaw dragged Daggerjaw's body into the open.
A cocoon of sharp grief seemed to engulf Vixenhay as they placed him in the open ground. Night falls as Silverpelt rose into the night sky. The cats milled around Daggerjaw's body, murmuring soft farewells.
After what feels like a whole moon, it is Vixenhay's turn. He came forwards, and pressed his muzzle to the dead former deputy's fur. What blurted out is isn't soft; not warm, not cold."I swear to StarClan... I swear that I'll finally find out who really did it. If it is you, I will forever drive your spirit to the Place of No Stars, where you'll lurk forever... I'll avenge my mother's loss." He stole a angry glance to his father before finally leaving.
His brother stared at the sky. "Look..." he whispered to Vixenhay. He pointed his muzzle to the night sky. They stared harder.
A shooting star fell, towards SwiftClan territory.
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𝙲𝚑𝚎𝚛𝚒𝚜𝚑 | A new warriors short story fan-fiction
Fanfictioncherish (/ˈtʃɛrɪʃ/) verb; protect and care for (someone) lovingly. "Cherish everything you have, before it all fades away." Vixenhay, son of Lightningstripe and Starstrike, is born with a horrible curse: Youth. He is destined to die at young age. H...